Page 34 of Promised in Blood

I am?

She blinks at him. “You’re leaving?”

“Today you are going to work on closing off your mind to others, and Xavier is more than capable of assisting you with that task.”

Was that a compliment?

Through the window, I watch the clouds obscure the sun. A steady drizzle begins to fall, and her lower lip quivers. “I really am sorry I was late.”

He bends down and drops a lingering kiss on her forehead. “This is not a punishment, Ophelia.” He waits until she gives him a shaky nod before continuing. “Do as Xavier says, and behave yourselves in my study.”

He walks out and leaves us alone, and I’m left wondering what the hell to do now because he’s taken the lead in all our sessions so far. Now it’s just me, and I’m no teacher.

She spins on my lap so she’s straddling me and wraps her arms around my neck. Her eyes rake over my face, and she licks her lips. “So… what do we do now?”

Bend you over his desk and fuck youis the answer that immediately springs to mind, but I don’t voice it.

Every opportunity is a learning opportunity, Xavier, Alexandros says.

I stare into her shining blue eyes while I speak to him.You’re seriously giving me permission to fuck Ophelia over your desk?

You do not need my permission to do anything with Ophelia. I am trusting you to deliver her lesson. Whatever means you choose to employ in pursuit of that goal is up to you. But do not sacrifice her learning for your own selfish needs.

She grinds herself over my cock, which is now hard and aching—its usual state around her. Fucking her would be giving into her needs too, right?

Damn him for putting his fucking faith in me. When did that happen? I think I prefer being the fuckup he expects little to nothing from.

With a sigh and a gargantuan effort, I lift her from my lap and set her on her feet. “We have work to do, Cupcake.”

She rolls her eyes, and I jump up and wrap a hand around her slender throat, enjoying the feel of it working beneath my palm. “Rolling your eyes is only going to make this lesson longer and harder, Ophelia.”

She licks her lips. “Longer and harder sounds good to me.”

I growl, part frustration and part desperation. She’s a horny elementai who needs a good fucking, and I know she’s trying to break me. If the professor were here, she’d be all well-behaved and studious, but with me… I lick my lips and press them to her ear. Two can play at this game. “I know you want me to fuck you, sweet little Ophelia. So eager for me to fill your greedy cunt with my cock.” She gasps, and I slip my hand beneath her skirt. After tugging aside her panties, I slide a fingertip through her center. “Already dripping wet for me.”

She presses her lips together, stifling a moan.

“But only good girls who do their lessons get fucked.” I place my finger into my mouth and suck her sweet juices from the tip.

She glares at me defiantly, and it makes me want her even more. I want to watch as her body submits to mine, because it would. She always submits.

I tip her chin up with my forefinger, the same one I just sucked clean. “Are you ready?”

“Always.”

Chapter

Fourteen

MALACHI

Istare at the top of Ophelia’s head where a hint of her dark roots peek through the vibrant pink of her hair. She hasn’t colored it since shortly after she moved in, and I’ll never forget how the shower looked like someone had ravaged Barbie against the tiles before Ophelia scrubbed it clean.

She glances up from the book on her lap. “What are you smiling at?”

I guess I do have a goofy grin on my face. “I can’t help smiling when I’m watching you, sweet girl. Especially when you’re reading and you sit with your legs crossed like that. Becausewhen I use this angle”—I tilt my head to the side—“I can see your pretty pink panties.”

Her cheeks flush pink now too.

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